The Business School

Until recently, my morning walk to work led me to the doors of a well-reputed business school. Usually I focussed on the beautiful gardens and buildings, as well as the people walking by. Almost every day I saw something worth writing about, something beautiful or curious. However, Barcelona, like any city, has a darker side.

The morning I saw a man digging through the garbage bins located practically at the doors of the school, the irony gave me this:

The Business School

Dumpster diving at the business school,
now that's a sight to see!
His family’s going hungry,
but he’s got a fine degree.

He did just what they told him
and he doesn't understand
why the speculation failed him
when he bought up all that land.

It was easy! No one mentioned
he was trafficking with air.
He thought that he was clever!
now he's closer to despair.

He lives near his alma mater
until the bank calls in the loan.
That could happen any day now.
He could even lose his home!

He hopes that no one sees him
as he's sorting through the trash.
He doesn't want his kids to know
that they're completely out of cash.

He bought into a system
that turned out to be a lie.
You must admire his dignity.
he's still wearing a tie.